Incoherent Musings...

The toughest thing about success is that, you got to keep being a success,

And with every single success thereupon, on one hand you transcend to the next level, up the ante, redefine rules & raise expectations, but at the same time, inevitably end up carving out for yourself that much more pressure to deliver at the same level, the next time.

Not many have been capable enough to be consistent to bring upon themselves that self made pressure, much less deal with it.

But, we are blessed to live in an era of one such maestro, who crafts in succession, symphonies of exquisite elegance, scores of sublime beauty, and generous enough to take the audience on that ethereal, nay almost spiritual experience, every time he steps on court.

There are men, and there are warriors….and then one day, arrives their King to humble them….

O skeptics believe… he is one amongst us mortals afterall…and yet,

The King is only wounded, not slain...
Lie there and bleed awhile, Then arise…the mortals await.,

King Federer, This loss doesn’t tarnish your sheen,
It is still only to thee, that our heads bow…

(written after the Oz Open 2008)

Labels: Genius, Roger Federer, Tennis